Fruits of Our Labour

So there is this house on sale. The most charming house I've seen. It's a sweep-me-off-my-feet, take-my-breath-away, woo-me-silly kinda house. In fact, I don't much like to talk about it as I don't own it and there is a real risk that I may never own it (Que Sera Sera!). However, we went to oodle it one day and bumped into the most delightful neighbour of this house who chatted idly for a good half hour before inviting us back into her neighbouring garden for a tour - an offer we couldn't refuse! After the grand tour she insisted on giving us some of her tomato (and possibly chilli and cucumber) seedlings and literally loaded us up! I was gobsmacked at her kindness - she didn't know us at all!

So now back in my own twee abode, I've potted them up and hoping that the fruits of our labour will not only turn into tomatoes but our new house too... Here's to Hoping x